Chapter 3146: 3146 Wait, that's not right!

  Chapter 3146 3146 Wait, not right!

"Uncle Gu is right. If Qingqiu Gorge is just like this, why bother to experiment with fanfare, and why the prohibition is tightly sealed, and outsiders are not allowed to enter for tens of thousands of years. When you reach the depths of the canyon, it must be different. "Qin Haofang agreed.

This is not the flattering of Gu Shishu, but the Changfeng Sect has been under the jurisdiction of the Qingqiu Emperor since ancient times. The respect of their disciples, the Qingqiu Emperor, can be imagined, and they never believe that the cultivation place of the Lord Master will be. So ordinary.

   "Let's rest early, tomorrow we have to hurry." Gu Fenghua got up and said.

  Cleaned up briefly, and everyone went back to rest.

  Qin Haofang and others kept in mind Master’s instructions, even if they saw Gu Fenghua set up a guard formation, they still did not dare to be careless and arranged a shift vigil. Of course, they didn't dare to bother Gu Shishu, Luo Shishu and other masters for this kind of thing.

  Gu Fenghua knew that he couldn't persuade them, and talking too much would only make them feel terrified, so he let it go.

   Each went back to the tent, and everyone else began to practice and recover, but Gu Fenghua sat cross-legged, condensing his spiritual thoughts again, and went to explore the surroundings.

  Gradually entering the depths of Qingqiu Gorge, there is no change in the aura of heaven and earth, and the breath of Zixiao Shenhuo is not found, Gu Fenghua always feels something is wrong.

   Mind, falling into a emptiness, time also slowly passing by.

  Finally, she opened her eyes again, revealing disappointment. Although she had condensed her mind with all her strength and probed it a dozen times in succession, she still didn't notice the breath of the divine fire in Zixiao. In the gorge, there is also a calm, the abundant spiritual energy flowing slowly, compared with the time when you first entered Qingqiu Gorge, it is not much stronger or weaker.

  Wait, no! Gu Fenghua suddenly thought of something.

  The spiritual energy of that day was flowing slowly. If it weren't for the strength of her divine mind, the distant sage, it was not much better than the ordinary imperial power, I am afraid it would not be felt. However, the aura of heaven and earth is not static. Even outside of Qingqiu Gorge, the aura of heaven and earth still circulates endlessly. There is nothing strange, so Gu Fenghua didn't care much just now.

At this time, she condensed her mind over and over again and repeatedly explored, but faintly discovered that the flow of spiritual energy on the day and earth seems to have some rules to follow. It is not as aimless as the outside world, but converges in certain places. Away.

  Often the place where the treasures of heaven and earth are located, that is, the place where heaven and earth converge! The Zixiao God is not as simple as a treasure of heaven and material, but a strange treasure from the outside world.

   Gu Fenghua's heart moved, he closed his eyes again, gathered his spiritual thoughts and explored the surroundings.

It’s a pity that this time she concentrated on looking for the place where the spiritual energy of the day converged, and she discovered that the spiritual flow was not in a few directions, but hundreds of directions. Even if her spirit was comparable to the emperor's sage, she felt so messy, fundamentally It is impossible to grasp accurately.

  For a long time, Gu Fenghua opened his eyes again, his face was exhausted. Constantly concentrating her mind and exploring around with all her strength, there was even a slight tingling in her mind.

   Forget it, it’s not a way to find it this way. Tomorrow, you can just find it one by one along the direction where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth converge. It doesn't save much effort than this.

After taking a few sacred pills, Gu Fenghua also sat cross-legged and began to practice.

  ……

  In the dead of night, on the side of Qingqiu Gorge, on the towering cliff, an old man stands proudly and is not eager to make a handprint. It is the emperor of Qingqiu-Mo Qingqiu.

   "Master, do you really want to do this?" a middle-aged man asked with a worried expression, standing behind him.

  (End of this chapter)